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a lot of people
said the tree was dead
an eyesore
it needed to be
cut down
but the neighborhood
said the tree was not ready
to go
she still danced
at night
when no one was looking



Photo:  Andreas Kretschmer

It’s too early for snow, but I wonder…(thoughts)

do the trees
know what’s coming
do they sigh
and shake their limbs
getting ready for the weight of the snow
or are they happy
to see the hot weather go
so they can rest
sleep deeply
and dream
lovely tree thoughts
about new
green leaves
as they stretch
ready to feel the sun
on their branches
once again


Photo:  Florian Pinket

Some trees, like some of people, just want to be left alone…

Field, Trees, Fall, Autumn, Mood


It’s starting…a poem

Autumn, Maple Leaves, Season, Nature

the trees
are getting ready for winter
with a fashion show
of color
as they drop their leaves
and begin to shut down
conserving their energy
divesting themselves
of anything that can’t
hold heavy ice or snow
and then
when their branches are bare
they softly sing themselves
to sleep


Photo:  Pixabay

The Pink Forest…a story poem

brown trees with red leavesthe Pink Forest
was made by a Witch
who loved
what I think should be obvious
but for those
in the bleacher seats
she loved
her hat was pink
so were
her robes
which totally
flew in the face

around her
was PINK
including her broom

maybe not everything 
I mean her familiar
a cat named Tootsie Pop
absolutely refused
to be dyed a different color
and remained black and white
in spite of the pleas from her companion
the promises of tuna fish
and as much catnip she could handle
Tootsie sand NO

others stopped by to see
the Pink Forest
and thought it was a bit
some said it looked as if the trees
were made of frosting
but there were those who loved
the Pink Forest
and it’s lovely pink trees
those who saw it’s beauty
and majesty
those were the Witches
who visited often
and life gifts for the trees
to thank them for
their magic




Photo:  Wolfgang Hasselmann

Trees are magic…

sun light passing through green leafed tree

trees are magic
their roots
touch the pulse of life
they see everything
they are the guardians
of Nature
the oxygen
the keepers
of wisdom
we ignore that
at our own risk




Photo:  Jeremy Bishop



yellow leaf tree between calm body of water at daytime

I never saw a discontented tree.
They grip the ground
as though they liked it,
and though fast rooted
they travel about as far as we do.

–John Muir


Photo:  Faye Cornish

A few words about trees, roots…

sun light passing through green leafed tree

Sometimes it’s a good thing to put down roots.  Not everyone wants to travel.  Some like to ride out the storm in one place and just send seeds to see the rest of the world.  Either way…as long as one is happy, that’s all that matters.

Trees tie us to the earth.  They ground us and show us what strength and beauty are.  Never take trees for granted.  Always be respectful and polite. If it’s okay with the trees, hug them.  Show them love and kindness.  We are so very fortunate to be able to see and have them.  Don’t ever forget that.


Photo:  Jeremy Bishop

Trees…a poem

gray asphalt road in between green trees during daytime

know how to keep secrets
they never tell
where nests are located
where a bunny or deer is hiding
where a boy and girl
had their first kiss
or where a new sprout
is pushing its way out of the earth

trees take everything in
and then let life move on
down it’s own path
in its own way
in its own time


Photo:  Cole Freeman

Trees make the world beautiful…

snow covered road between bare trees during daytime

Photo:  Max Bender

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